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Magin returned the look frankly, humorously, quizzically. Then he said: "You remind me, by the way, of a question I came to ask you. Would you object to telling me what you are up to here?" "What am I up to?" queried Matthews, in astonishment. The cheek of the bounder was really beyond everything! "What do you mean?" Magin smiled. "I am not an Englishman. I mean what I say." "No you're not!"
Instantly there appeared at the outer door a barefooted Lur, whose extraordinary cap looked to Matthews even taller and more pontifical than those of his fellow-countrymen at the oars. The Lur, his hands crossed on his girdle, received a rapid order and vanished as silently as he came. "I wish I knew the lingo like that!" commented Matthews. Magin waved a deprecatory hand.
Gaston listened with admiration, astonishment, and perplexity. It suddenly came back to him how this original Brazilian had sworn when the chest caught his clothes. "But, Monsieur, I thought Are you, then, a German?" Magin, after a second, laughed. "But Gaston, am I then an enemy?" Gaston examined him in the moonlight. "Well," he answered slowly, "if your country and mine are at war "
"It takes you, Gaston," said Guy Matthews, "to discover a dame of company!" When the white motor-boat had disappeared in the glitter of the Ab-i-Diz, Senhor Magin, not unlike other fallible human beings when released from the necessity of keeping up a pitch, appeared to lose something of his gracious humor.
Those spindles are Persian, while the filigree is more Byzantine than anything else. You find funny things up there, in caves " He tossed a vague hand, into which Matthews put the anklet, saying: "Take it before I steal it!" "Keep it, won't you?" proposed the astonishing Brazilian. "Oh, thanks. But I could hardly do that," Matthews replied. "Why not?" protested Magin.
Of course this pious demonstration was not public because for many wise reasons, the church forbids the public veneration or invocation of a saint until the required process of canonization has authorized it, however, the allowable private invocation was freely practiced as it has been done in the case of other saintly missionaries, namely, Junipero Serra, Magin Catala and others.
"And perhaps not so different from the rest of us!" threw out Magin. "What flea bites us? Why do you come here, courting destruction in a cockleshell that may any minute split on a rock and spill you to the sharks, when you might be punting some pretty girl up the backwaters of the Thames?
And you know very well that if we left them to-morrow there would be the devil to pay. Do we get a penny out of them?" "Oh, no!" laughed Magin. "You administer them purely on altruistic principles, for their own good and that of the world at large like the oil-wells of the Karun!" "Well, since you put it that way," laughed Matthews in turn, "perhaps we do!" Magin shrugged his shoulders.
"Monsieur is too strong for me," replied Gaston, cryptically. He took off his cap, wiped his face, and sat down at the wheel. "If a man is not strong, what is he?" rejoined Magin. "But you will not find this cigar too strong," he added amicably. Gaston did not. What he found strong was the originality of his passenger and the way that cognac failed, in spite of its friendly warmth, to cheer him.
Magin took a cigar out of his pocket, snipped off the end with a patent cutter, lighted it, and regarded the smoke with a growing look of amusement. "But," he went on, "as a philosopher sitting amidst the ruins of empires, I would hardly confine that observation to Austria-Hungary.
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